That was all she needed, her hand went to his and it felt like a static jolt had gone up his arm, all he remembered looking back, was an expression on...her face he’d never seen before she was kissing him, deep and hard, the scent of her perfume in his head, the taste of her on his tongue. Desperation and passion, sudden and overpowering took them both.As the both came up for air she drew the blinds, any ideas he had that this would end at a kiss were swiftly put aside as she beckoned him to sit. I looked away after seeing my husband smile and hold his mother's hair while she tugged at his rod and rubbed the ball sack, the cock was slimly and glistened with her cunt juices. Her ass was up as my husband's hands reached for her ass cheeks and spread them, exposing a brown ass crevice with a puckered shit hole. He probed her with a thick middle finger. His poking of her shit hole inspired her to suck and tug his cock harder and faster, licking his ballsack and wanking his cock shaft, the. "Marianne would have a better description. Speaking of which what are we going to do with her and Alfred when we leave for the castle?" I have been giving it some thought," Mann declared. "We could leave them here and then return after, but it is really no good, leaving them stranded in the middle of a mountain pass. A better idea would be to travel to Innsbruck and let them stay there while we rescue your father." And then return for them?" Karith asked."We cannot take them with us but we can. "That was a blast," grinned Jack as we finished our game. "Do you have to leave right away, or can you have a couple drinks with us, Stan?" Have I ever refused a drink, especially from such a gracious loser?" I laughed. "Let's get to the watering hole!"We had a couple beers and retold old war stories from our glory days. I found myself thinking what a good time I was having and I would have to get together with the Jack and Steve more often. I started the two-hour trip home around 9 PM.As I got.